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it was for school awhile ago. so here.


The blade glistened as the pale light shown in through the windows. The sapphire jewel imbedded in the handle brightened up the dim lit corridor before I wrap the dagger in his handkerchief. I knew I had to hurry before master gets mad but more importantly I had to do this before anyone catches on. Stuffing the dagger deep into my clothes I practically ran down the corridor, struggling not to trip over my dress.


A gasp echoed off the stoned wall, stirring around me. I could not tell if it was mines or the person that gripped my arm roughly; a man’s grip. The darkness was too thick to see who it was but the anger in his voice and the strong scent of sake I knew it was my master.

“I’m sorry.” Was all I could get out. The loud thumb sound was heard before the stinging pain settled into my jaw. I lost my balance from the blow but his hand kept me up. Without another word he dragged me up to his quarters.

Master’s room was always so elegant and clean – made for a king. The black and red satin bed sat in the middle of the huge room. A few golden things were splashed into the black-blooded room…a sad attempt to make it less dark.

I laid back- forced- on the silk blankets. The brief cold breeze or the fear of what will happen sent chills down my spine. Even with the warmth of his body didn’t make the chills go away, only worse.

Again… day in, day out; I do whatever master wishes. You do not back talk him or he will make it rougher. Why…? The burses from the day before gave pain each time he or I moved. I could feel hot tears slide down my face.

I close my eyes to try and stop them from escaping but they always find a hole in their cage. His hand cupped my face. It felt so hard but soft as he wiped the tears away. He says things: apologies, promises, but he won’t keep to them. Lair… I opened my eyes and realize that I said my last thought out loud. His expression was twisted with hate and anger. I knew this wouldn’t end will for me.

The lust continued on. My cries muffled by the sake smelling mouth of his, new burses appeared on the old ones, and the pain increased tenfold. Enough… the pain got so intense that I could not even scream. Enough…his laughed at my withering body; not caring once about how it hurt me. Enough! My thoughts kept yelling this word yet I did nothing to stop it. No I let it go on until master was satisfied.

After hours master finally got off. He tells me things that I did wrong or just say things to hurt my spirit while he looked at himself in the mirror. I put on a simple piece of clothing but I notice the dagger slightly showing out of the handkerchief. Now. With no hesitation I grabbed the dagger and run at him. The blade pierced his skin. Thick blood trickled down his back and onto the dagger. Master gasped but didn’t yell as his body slumped to the ground. I had no time to think or to worry if I would get caught. I took a small sack that had gold In it and yank the dagger out of the corpse’s back. That night I fled the master’s castle with ease. But I knew they would come looking of me when they fount his body.

I have no regrets.

really? thankies biggrin

For a school project, I'm pretty sure you must have got a good grade on it. It's quite nice, straight to the point and you didn't drag things out. It's easy to lose a reader's interest in cases like that, so good work.

I saw several noticable errors, but they were really minor and if you're just skimming they're not a big deal... but it's probably best to fix those up. It helps, when you edit a story, to not only read from top to bottom; but also from bottom to top, and then once again aloud.

If you were to make this an actual story, I think it would get a lot of attention. biggrin

thanks guys.
i know there is some in there but i cant see them. i suck at editing and grammer and spelling sweatdrop